For years, Tristan Blackthorn has toiled to find his lost love. He finally decides to use Blackthorn Printing, along with his newly created Dark Tales Diaries, as a way to find her. Will her story be one of the three tales in Volume One?Mistress Guinevere’s calling card is her Red Stilettos. She specializes in a particular fetish and always maintains her control, until a man from her past returns to test her will.A recently divorced woman experiences the effects of empty nest syndrome after her twins head off to college. With the clock ticking away, she decides it’s far past time to seek out something that has always eluded her. Will she find what she’s looking for with The Leather’s Edge?And a bored computer programmer learns what it’s like to feel sexual freedom after being bound by a Master in Safe Word.Be Warned: Bondage, anal sex, sex toys, fetish Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, BDSM, Short Stories, Series

Blurb for Dark Tales Diaries: Volume Two Blackthorn Printing made a splash in the publishing world with the introduction of Dark Tales Diaries, yet despite his efforts, Tristan Blackthorn isn’t any closer to finding the woman he seeks. Unwilling to give up on his lost love, his search for Keira continues in Volume Two. A voyeuristic moment leads an astronomy professor and his assistant to a steamy endeavor on The Observation Deck. An invitation for cocktails has the reclusive woman who lives in 204-B pondering why the handsome, wealthy owner of her building would invite her to anything. Does she have enough guts to go to The Top Floor? And a Maestro strikes the right cord with a young and talented cellist who is trying to find her passion. Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, public exhibition, voyeurism, sex toys, spanking Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, BDSM, Short Stories, Series

London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them. As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday. Web: http://www.londonsaintjames.com Blog: http://londonsj.blogspot.com Twitter: http://twitter.com/LSJRomance FB Author Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/London-Saint-James/154331444626603 TSU: https://www.tsu.co/Londonsj google.com/+LondonSaintJames Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/LSJRomance You can also e-mail London with any questions or comments at London@londonsaintjames.com. She loves to hear from her readers. Would you like to know more? Join her mailing list for her monthly newsletter http://eepurl.com/6P2on. Or, join her book group on Facebook, Slip Between the Pages with London https://www.facebook.com/groups/SlipBetweenthePageswithLondon/About the Narrator John Thrust The path that lead me to record erotic literature would make a pretty good story in itself. I may write it someday. It involves a cyber-relationship with a virginal gal whose secret goal in life was to become a full time sex slave. True Story. Her family would have NEVER guessed! I’d been recording regular “vanilla” type books prior to that, as a hobby, with an eye toward becoming a “real” voice actor. This gal pointed me to a specific book and in so doing introduced me to the world of BDSM literature (this, by the way, was right BEFORE “50 Shades of Grey” broke huge). Rather than just read the book, I recorded it. I shared it with her and with some other gals I’d met online. The response was startling to me. For the sake of modesty, I’ll spare the specific accolades. The one book led to the recording of another and then others. The feedback continued to be really, REALLY positive. So much so, that it occurred to me that this ‘erotic genre’ may be a niche I should pursue. So here I am pursuing it. I still record other books as well… but these books are the most fun *sly grin*. My background started in radio in college. I toyed with theater, did some plays - even did a short stint in Chicago’s famed Second City training program. LIFE intervened however and I got ‘a real job’ supporting computer networks in Chicago. Eventually that career ran its course and I decided it was time to do what I really WANTED to do – Voice Act. I enjoy it and I hope to help you enjoy your listening experience too. – John

I had the pleasure of reading Dark Tales Diaries, so when I heard they had gone into audiobook format I knew I needed to listen to them. While I really liked the two books in this series of short stories and thought the premises of these stories where unique and well written, I fell head over heels in LOVE with the audio version. I’m sure this is not only due to the stories themselves but due to the narration. John Thrust has done a terrific job with these erotic tales of others. If you haven’t read this series, I would recommend. And if you have read them, I suggest you listen to them. The audio brings a whole new facet to the diamonds these stories are. Bring on book three. I can’t wait.

BLURBExtraordinary midwife, Esi Darfour, is looking to get married. She’s a master matchmaker but has no luck when it comes to her love life and has yet to find a man worthy of her. Until she has to deal with gorgeous Dr. Adam Quarshie outside of work.

Adam is a player who refuses to get married—ever. His interest lies more in getting her into bed than in having any kind of committed relationship. Esi’s matchmaker instincts warn her to run in the other direction as quickly as possible, but her heart insists she stay…get closer…and see if what they feel for each other can change his mind.

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Enjoy the following excerpt forDestiny Mine:

Her gaze travelled down his muscular body. Unlike many of the other doctors who tended to gain a belly as they grew older and settled into the comforts of married life, Adam Quarshie could overshadow any man in his late twenties. His stomach had remained flat and his muscles strained against his yellow button-down shirt when he moved.

She took her time raking her gaze up his body and to his face. Her gasp of embarrassment stuck in her throat as her eyes met his.

Why did he have to have such an adorable grin? God could’ve at least rotted his teeth to save the hearts of women all over Ghana.

“See something you like, Esi?”

She cleared her throat. “Yes, I do. Your shoes are nice. Where can I get a pair for my brother?”

He chuckled. “My shoes. Hmm. I got them on Oxford Street in Osu.”

“Thanks.”

He moved towards her, and she refused to step back as he crowded her. He smelled amazing, like he was fresh from a shower. She struggled not to move closer or inhale deeper.

“Or I could take you.” His voice came out soft yet had a distinct rumble.

Did the man not know how to be anything but seductive?

If she checked her pulse, she knew it would be way above the normal range. She snorted as she stepped around him and went to the patient’s bedside. “I’m going home. You did a great job.” She tilted her head to view the child’s face cradled in the new mother’s arms then smiled at the newborn’s mother. “You were able to gather the strength to push the baby out. You are a strong woman, Ama.”

The woman ducked her head. “Thank you.”

Esi turned to Adam, not bothering to hide her annoyance. “Are there any other patients you want to see?”

“I’ll come back to do ward rounds later. How about going to Osu?”

“I’d rather…rather….” Fatigue had blocked her brain. Later on in the day, long after it was too late, she’d think of any number of things she could have said to put him in his place.

He raised an eyebrow. Their perfect arch sat over slanted dark brown eyes.

“You’d rather what?”

“Eat a live snail.”

He scrunched his face. “Disgusting. No Osu for you, then. Next time, I’ll ask to take you somewhere that won’t make you prefer eating something raw and slimy over hanging out with me.”

“No such place exists, Quarshie.” They walked, rather, she stalked while he strutted, down the hallway towards the nurse’s station.

“I’m sure there is somewhere, and one day I’m going to take you there.”

She didn’t bother to look at him. “In your dreams.”

He winked. “Always in my dreams.”

Her heart skipped a beat as Sade’s classic song “Smooth Operator” came to mind. She regarded him through narrowed eyes as he headed towards the door. His heartbreaking ways didn’t appeal to her at all. Everyone knew relationships weren’t his thing. She’d never even consider going out on a date with him. She knew too many casualties of his charm. The type of guy who would go to all sorts of lengths to get a woman on his radar. Once he caught and used her, he moved to the next one…or two. After having once dated a womanizer, she wouldn’t subject herself to that kind of man again.

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Cade’s trying to get over a broken heart when his friend Jack takes him off to a nightclub, named only, The Club. Although at first Cade is shocked by the place he meets Marissa. It’s not long before he and Marissa get together, but under the pressure of expectations from, The Club, and Marissa’s fear of commitment, they’re both running in opposite directions.Gorgeous Cade has touched Marissa’s heart in ways she doesn’t want to admit.Lovely Marissa has lifted Cade’s sadness and opened his heart to love again.The trouble is — someone has to give a little. Who’s it going to be?

Excerpt:Cade took his time drinking his coffee on Saturday morning. He wanted to go out to the street market and call into the coffee shop to buy fresh grounds, but he knew the reminder of being with Marissa there the weekend before would hurt. He drove there and parked in the big flat lot at one end of the High Street. Thoughts of Marissa teased him as he sat for a moment in his car and assessed his feelings. She’d touched his heart and he knew it. He sighed and thrust away the idea of calling into her place on the journey home from the market. She doesn’t want me.He turned up the collar of his leather jacket against the cool breeze, and after checking he’d locked his car, since his thoughts drifted time and again to Marissa’s lovely face, he stalked off up the street. He avoided the market stalls he and Marissa had stopped at the week before, making straight for the farmers’ market section, where he bought two different kinds of apples and a couple of large potatoes he knew could be put in the oven and baked without him having to hassle around.When he entered the coffee shop he kept his face turned from the café end and ordered his usual Italian roast grounds, but then, longing to recall Marissa as she gazed at him over the table they shared the Saturday before, he glanced around—and there she was.She stared at him from a table in the middle of the café.Cade blinked to make sure he wasn’t just imagining she was there. He paid for his coffee order, and drawn to Marissa’s table as if by some invisible thread, Cade quickly walked over there.“Marissa, it’s so good to see you. I hoped you’d call me. May I sit with you?” He croaked out the words as his heart flipped about and the urge to pick her up, crush her to his body, and devastate her with a kiss scared him with its ferocity.She didn’t speak, only nodded an assent at him.Cade dragged out a chair and dropped his shopping to the floor. He sat down close to Marissa, but still facing her.She turned her coffee cup around and around in the saucer. Her gaze riveted on the coffee in there.She wasn’t wearing makeup. Her face was pale and her cloud of brown hair wisped around her heart-shaped face.Cade smiled noticing for the first time a faded splatter of freckles across her nose. The tremble in her fingers, didn’t escape Cade’s hungry observation. She’s nervous. Is that because she likes me or thinks I’ll make a scene and wishes I’d leave? He reached out and clasped her fingers in his.Her coffee cup clattered a little in the saucer.Copyright Elodie Parkes, Evernight Publishing 2015About Elodie:Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal, fantasy, or suspense. Her books are always steamy. Her tag is, Cool stories: Hot love scenes.Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.Elodie writes for, EvernightSirenHot Ink PressEternal PressSecret CravingsRa Jones AnthologiesSide Street Cookie PublishingShe has also released titles as an individual indie author.Find Elodie online: BlogFacebookFBTwitterTsuGoogle +G+PinterestYouTubeAmazon USAAmazon UKSmashwordsBarnes and NobleAReManicReadersTumblrKobo

5 Stars – Highly Recommended Listen! Reviewed by Brandi I want to start out by stating, don’t be fooled by the title of this book. It’s not some deep, dark, BDSM story. And while there are a couple of really hot scenes with some spanking involved, Spanked by the Bad Boy isn’t a piece of sexy fluff without a story line either. The author’s style of writing drew me in from the start. There’s humor, sadness, a trouble past, suspense, romance, I mentioned hot scenes, action, and a twist I didn’t see coming. Is the hero a bad boy? Perhaps we see some glimpses of a bad boy, but he’s more of an alpha male with a heart of gold. I got the feeling as I listened to the story I was "seeing" Declan at a time in his life where he was more settled and had found the right woman. Those bad boy charms which were hinted at didn’t fully come into play, and that’s okay. I can tell you he’s one tasty character. I also really liked the heroine. Even though she’s the survivor of a horrible abusive past, she’s not one of those characters who becomes nothing but a shell of a woman because of that past. She’s smart, sexy and sassy, and knows where all her quirks stem from and why. Together, Declan and Tiffany had some great chemistry. What did I think about the narration of this story? One word comes to mind. Tremendous. John Thrust has one of those voices. Sexy, low, and sexy. You know. He’s got the “it” factor. The man read the heck out of this story. Great tempo, feeling and inflection, and the way he read the steamy parts were delicious. Kudos to both the author and the narrator for making Spanked by the Bad Boy a really great listening experience. I’m looking forward to the next book in the Bad Boy Fever line up.

Spanked by the Bad Boy (Bad Boy Fever)

Written by: London Saint James

Narrated by: John Thrust

Listening Time: 6 hrs 49 mins

Decadent Publishing

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance, Suspense, Thriller, Spanking

Unabridged Audiobook

As the personal assistant to the owner of one of the top engineering firms in Denver, Tiffany Brooks has worked hard at maintaining a professional façade, intent on ridding herself of terrible habits—like her attraction to bad boys. But when the owner of DC Construction rides his chopper into her world two years after their one-time anonymous sexual encounter, everything turns upside down.

Declan Cage is the type of guy who makes a lasting impression, especially with women, yet the gorgeous assistant at Stoub Engineering never remembers his name—or does she? Intrigued by her game, her sexier than sin body, and an infuriating prissy attitude, Ms. Brooks is begging to be taken into hand, and he’s the man to do it.

Armed with the knowledge Declan doesn’t recognize her, will Tiffany give in to her desire for him yet again, or will her past come back to haunt them both and ruin their chance at something real?

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About the narrator John Thrust The path that lead me to record erotic literature would make a pretty good story in itself. I may write it someday. It involves a cyber-relationship with a virginal gal whose secret goal in life was to become a full time sex slave. True Story. Her family would have NEVER guessed! I’d been recording regular “vanilla” type books prior to that, as a hobby, with an eye toward becoming a “real” voice actor. This gal pointed me to a specific book and in so doing introduced me to the world of BDSM literature (this, by the way, was right BEFORE “50 Shades of Grey” broke huge). Rather than just read the book, I recorded it. I shared it with her and with some other gals I’d met online. The response was startling to me. For the sake of modesty, I’ll spare the specific accolades. The one book led to the recording of another and then others. The feedback continued to be really, REALLY positive. So much so, that it occurred to me that this ‘erotic genre’ may be a niche I should pursue. So here I am pursuing it. I still record other books as well… but these books are the most fun *sly grin*. My background started in radio in college. I toyed with theater, did some plays - even did a short stint in Chicago’s famed Second City training program. LIFE intervened however and I got ‘a real job’ supporting computer networks in Chicago. Eventually that career ran its course and I decided it was time to do what I really WANTED to do – Voice Act. I enjoy it and I hope to help you enjoy your listening experience too. — John

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London Saint James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he owns them.

As an award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay off someday.